The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 511 Give you a candy (55)

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  The man closed his eyes, hugged her waist, and was silent.

  Half loud,

   just gave a low "um".

  Fu Sheng has regained his freedom.

  She stood up, the silk fabric on her body was cool and comfortable.

  Although it is a bit exposed.

  Fu Sheng looked down, then glanced at someone, muttered softly,

"Stinking rogue."

  Thinking about it,

  She went to the closet and took a bath towel and put it on her body.

  Most places are wrapped up like this, giving her a sense of security.

  Su Muhan stood quietly behind, staring at her, his eyes burning.

  Fu Sheng looked at the time,

  It’s been over nine o’clock.

  It's about time.

  She turned her head and commanded Su Muhan one at a time.

  "You are here, don't move, I'll go to the living room to drink."

  Su Muhan curled her lips, sat on the edge of the bed, nodded, "Okay."

  Fu Sheng just walked out of the bedroom.

  She carefully took the cake out of the refrigerator,

  Unpacked, and inserted a candle on it.

  The cake is not big, only six inches,

  Part of the cream on the top is collapsed, and the hooks are a bit rough, which makes people know that they are made by novices at first glance.

  Fu Sheng carefully put the cake on the coffee table, and then lit the candles.

  She took a deep breath, looked at the clock on the wall, and slowly counted down.

three……

two……

one……

  Lights out!

  Just listen to a snap of your fingers,

  The lights of the whole room went out instantly and plunged into darkness.

  Only one candle on the cake ignited faintly, illuminating a small area.

  Fu Sheng rubs his hands with satisfaction, and is about to call his own man,

  The bedroom door opens.

  In the dark,

  The tall figure stood there, pausing obviously,

  茯, with eyebrows and eyebrows bent, holding up a little cake,

  Her beautiful eyes stared at him without blinking, seeming a little nervous.

  The warm light illuminates her small face with a soft outline.

   "Happy birthday, for nothing." She spoke softly.

  The sound is soft, like a piece of glutinous rice cake, sweet to the bottom of people's hearts.

  The man stood in the dark, motionless, looking unclear,

   "...?" Fu Sheng waited for a while, but did not wait for his response.

   "You... don't like it?"

  She was distressed.

  The man was silent for a moment, then walked over slowly,

  He looked at the not-so-exquisite little cake with a calm expression, his fingertips trembled,

"You did it?"

   "Hmm!" Fu Sheng looked at him expectantly and nervously, "Does it look good?"

  This is the craft that she took a full half a month to learn,

  Today she did it all day,

  Although in the end, she was still not as good-looking as those professional masters made, but she was very satisfied.

  Fusheng held it in front of him like Xianbao,

   "Now, we are going to sing the birthday song."

  Speaking of this, she suddenly shrank her nose, a little embarrassed.

   "Although singing birthday songs is a bit old-fashioned, and I don’t sing very well—"

  Su Muhan took the cake in her hand and put it on the coffee table lightly.

  Fu Sheng followed step by step, poking his finger, “I’ll sing a birthday song later, if it’s out of tune, don’t laugh...otherwise, I’ll be embarrassed.”

"understood."

  The man curled his lips and sat on the sofa,

  He was calm, holding her hand, and suddenly remembered something, his tone was a little puzzled.

   "Can I make a wish?"

  Fu Sheng was taken aback, nodded, "Sure."

   "I finish singing, and then you make a wish, and then we blow candles together."

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  (56) Lost in the skirt, let's move around...[心 Tired]

  (End of this chapter)